I'm in my dad's woods, climbing trees. I climb very high, to where I'm towering over the landscape. I think about smoking a cigarette up there, and wonder if anyone would notice. Down on the ground I can see the campsite where the family is camped, and one of my sisters is waving to me. Suddenly I realize how much it would hurt if I fall, and how I wouldn't see what I was hitting as I fell, and I climb down.

When I get to the bottom, I meet a girl in a Forest Service uniform who is digging a small ditch across a road. I invite her up to our campsite, and we end up in an open-topped cage, sort of like a chicken coop at the edge of a little clearing in the woods. My family is there, and some other people, and they are asking this girl about the Forest Service. She's in the far corner of the coop from me, and it seems we're drinking like it's a party.

Then a man appears, also in a Forest Service uniform with the same color pattern as the girl's, walking up the clearing. I ask him if he's looking for a Forest Service girl, and he says yes. I indicate with my thumb over my shoulder that she is here, on the other side of the coop. She jumps out over the fence and goes with him, leaving me wondering if I should have tattled on her. Though it might appear to him like a party, it seems that we were just asking legitimate questions about Forest Service.